it's hard for ichiro to think super clearly when he's angry, and right now, he's seeing red at the idea that somebody would mess with hope. all these weird, shitty curses, and of all people, you stick one on hope? he glances down at him again, and something in hope's face gets some of this fury to cool, into something else.
it's just - there's distress on his face. it's not quite fear, not quite misery, but he's upset and worried and angry for the kid in his arms, and confused, because he has no idea what's going on now and he just wants to fix it, and he can't just fix it. ]
[ he's quiet for a minute, where he'd paused in his walking. just - distressed, and still feeling way too many emotions at once, but ichiro takes a breath. in his nose, out of his mouth. i promise, he says. ]
....Alright. Yeah.
[ he's gonna trust hope and let that be the answer. finally, ichiro nods, shifting him a little bit in his arms when he moves, and starts to head for the winter dorm. it's very bougie from the outside, and the common room area isn't much different - he brings hope in and sets him down on a couch, very, very carefully. ]
...Lemme go get you some towels. [ time to continue to be fussy!!!
he returns a couple minutes later with towels, and also the first aid kit. it's looking a little low because people keep GETTING INJURED, but it's at least stocked with supplies so he can start looking over his injuries for real. ] You scared the shit out of me, man.
[ as far as things that a first aid kit might help with go, he's actually looking pretty okay? it helps that he fell into water rather than solid ground. but sure, he can have some scrapes and bruises on his arm and leg, as a tweat. can you tell i didn't really think this part through.
as he settles into the couch that ichiro has deposited him onto, he takes a moment to just look around at the common room... wrow. ]
It's...really fancy in here. Like, especially compared to Fall.
[ andie just like i need to fuck him up in all ways possible
but, yeah. it's not much. he's at least got some ace bandages and can probably make a splint - looking over his arm and leg, ichiro's frown pulls into a grimace, and he shakes his head, fetching what looks like a half put together desk or dresser or something and bringing it over so he can just snap the legs off or something and get to work on a makeshift splint.
.... ]
...yeah. [ to the bit about the dorm, anyway. ] It's Vi's thing. [ he looks around them briefly, and tries for a smile - it's not bright as usual, but he's still trying, taking the subject change for what it is. ] We've got an addition out back that's a little less bougie.
to hope's credit, he takes whatever ichiro throws at him like a champ. besides some obvious reflexes like flinching or gritting his teeth when ichiro touches a particularly bruised spot, he doesn't cry or whine about any pain he might be experiencing. he's gotta be a tough boy for this...
luckily, ichiro is great at conversation, even when it's about nothing in particular, because it can take his mind off things like that. case in point: ]
..."Bougie"?
[ he may be a "modern" as far as final fantasies go but sometimes you do not have the hip slang to go with it ]
[ hope is a very tough boy!! if ichiro notices him flinching or gritting his teeth, he doesn't say anything, respecting his pride while he bandages him up in a splint.
the bit about slang makes him smile, a little, from where he's working. ] Heh. Uh... it's short for... some French word. [ me crying bourgeoisie from the void ] It means really fancy. Really rich people have a lot of bougie stuff. So, this place is really, really bougie.
It's crazy to me, too. Feels like I live in a museum or something.
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N-no, I don't think I explained that right. I wasn't forced or compelled to do it. I chose to do it for a... specific reason.
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it's hard for ichiro to think super clearly when he's angry, and right now, he's seeing red at the idea that somebody would mess with hope. all these weird, shitty curses, and of all people, you stick one on hope? he glances down at him again, and something in hope's face gets some of this fury to cool, into something else.
it's just - there's distress on his face. it's not quite fear, not quite misery, but he's upset and worried and angry for the kid in his arms, and confused, because he has no idea what's going on now and he just wants to fix it, and he can't just fix it. ]
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Look, I... just can't fully explain it right now. But I'll tell you everything later, okay? [ beat ] I promise.
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....Alright. Yeah.
[ he's gonna trust hope and let that be the answer. finally, ichiro nods, shifting him a little bit in his arms when he moves, and starts to head for the winter dorm. it's very bougie from the outside, and the common room area isn't much different - he brings hope in and sets him down on a couch, very, very carefully. ]
...Lemme go get you some towels. [ time to continue to be fussy!!!
he returns a couple minutes later with towels, and also the first aid kit. it's looking a little low because people keep GETTING INJURED, but it's at least stocked with supplies so he can start looking over his injuries for real. ] You scared the shit out of me, man.
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[ as far as things that a first aid kit might help with go, he's actually looking pretty okay? it helps that he fell into water rather than solid ground. but sure, he can have some scrapes and bruises on his arm and leg, as a tweat. can you tell i didn't really think this part through.
as he settles into the couch that ichiro has deposited him onto, he takes a moment to just look around at the common room... wrow. ]
It's...really fancy in here. Like, especially compared to Fall.
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but, yeah. it's not much. he's at least got some ace bandages and can probably make a splint - looking over his arm and leg, ichiro's frown pulls into a grimace, and he shakes his head, fetching what looks like a half put together desk or dresser or something and bringing it over so he can just snap the legs off or something and get to work on a makeshift splint.
.... ]
...yeah. [ to the bit about the dorm, anyway. ] It's Vi's thing. [ he looks around them briefly, and tries for a smile - it's not bright as usual, but he's still trying, taking the subject change for what it is. ] We've got an addition out back that's a little less bougie.
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to hope's credit, he takes whatever ichiro throws at him like a champ. besides some obvious reflexes like flinching or gritting his teeth when ichiro touches a particularly bruised spot, he doesn't cry or whine about any pain he might be experiencing. he's gotta be a tough boy for this...
luckily, ichiro is great at conversation, even when it's about nothing in particular, because it can take his mind off things like that. case in point: ]
..."Bougie"?
[ he may be a "modern" as far as final fantasies go but sometimes you do not have the hip slang to go with it ]
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the bit about slang makes him smile, a little, from where he's working. ] Heh. Uh... it's short for... some French word. [ me crying bourgeoisie from the void ] It means really fancy. Really rich people have a lot of bougie stuff. So, this place is really, really bougie.
It's crazy to me, too. Feels like I live in a museum or something.